Near hernavel, about two inches above and to the right, was the exact sameCeltic cross he had around his neck, but tattooed on her peachcomplexion. Ar...und her delicate arms was a curled piece of teal cloth,which extended from one arm to the other, ending with two leatherwristbands, which seemed like sleeves to the top she wore? She was alsowearing a light blue skirt that hugged her curves, but left her gracefullegs, along with the white, strapped sandals that twirled around herlegs up to her. ‘Jim, I’ll help you out but you got to make damn sure my name stays out of it. Honestly, her company is too high priced for my blood but if she comes down some on it, I might let them do the work. You going to kick her to the curb?’ ‘If what I think is going to happen happens? Absolutely. She offers, you take it. No problems from me. I should have listened to my guys.’ ‘Look, we’re friends. I won’t take her up on it if it’s going to be a problem, man.’ ‘C’mon Rusty. You been divorced for a. "You're gay then are you?, not there is anything wrong with that but it would just explain things" she went on."No way! — it's just that I know nothing what's so ever about all this stuff..." Don't you even have a wank?, you must do, all guys do that" she persisted.Once again the conversation was starting to get deeply embarrassing and started to think of a way of making my escape. I put my glass down and turned to head for the door making my excuses and saying I needed to get home, but to that. He was having a hard time concentrating for the moment because as Bri bent over he could just make out the bottom of her cute, tight, round ass cheeks.Bri straightened up, turned on the fan and disappeared into the kitchen. She smiled to herself as she got a beer out of the fridge. She could practically hear him gulp as she had bent over, showing off her ass to him. Guys could be so easy, she thought to herself. It was just a matter of getting there attention. With that thought in her head.